Avery’s POV
"Are you trying to say that I’m lying?" I asked, standing tall and firm. My voice was smooth, controlled—so convincing that even I almost believed myself.
Kieran smirked. "No, Avery. Of course not. You would never lie to me."
The sarcasm in his tone made my fingers twitch, and I resisted the urge to jab my fork into his smug face. Like, please. This isn’t even the first time I’ve lied to him. He lost all my honesty years ago when he decided to cheat on me. Duh.
"I’m just saying," he continued, cutting into his steak with a little too much force, "that maybe your so-called mate is actually off in a pleasure house or something."
I clenched my jaw. He did not just say that.
"That’s childish and disrespectful, Kieran. You shouldn’t speak about your Alpha that way."
"Chill, A
